2. Dream Lover by Bobby Darin (1/1)

the song goes on behind them, bobby darin's soulful croons. norman keeps his mother against him, only to laugh when she almost stumbles backward over one of his feet.

"sorry." he says. dancing had never been one of his fortes; it'd always been hers.

she laughs, too. "norman." she admonishes. "back first, then forward."

he pulls back to look at her. her eyes shine

ight, the happiness inside her almost uncontainable. god, she's beautiful. "you're so much better at this than me." he smirks good naturedly and she nods.

"of course i am, honey."

"well, you didn't have to agree with me quite so quickly." he tugs her back into his arms and starts swaying her again. bobby darin keeps on going.

i'll go to sleep and dream again. that's the only thing to do, till all my lover's dreams come true.

norma settles a firm grip around his neck and hugs him tight. "i love you so much, norman. i don't know how to survive without you."

he pushes down every thought about the gun he stole from her along with every thought about what he planned to do with it. he couldn't afford to back out of this. he wouldn't be able to live with himself if he hurt her. or worse: if he killed her. blacked out and did something horrific and woke up with her blood on his hands.

norman

eathes her in slowly, commits her scent to memory, something to hold onto for the last few hours of his life. "i know, mother, i know. i'm never going anywhere. i promise."

i want a dream lover so i don't have to dream alone.